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Bart Stirling's Road to Success; Or, The Young Express Agent

Chapter 7 WAITING FOR TROUBLE

Word Count: 1038    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

ubbed his head in a half-dazed manner,

am sorry I had to strike you, but I will have no man interfering with the express company's affairs. I wa

ligerent front, though he tried

last, and extended h

e made an enemy for life. Look out fo

th," inquired Bart q

ot had struck the target. Wacker looked sickly, and mu

sister Bertha. She brought him a generous lunch, the first food Bart

lucky enough to be retained in his father's position, a

wo ice cream freezers on the cart

its patriotism. There was a lull in the popping and banging, nearly every

dress, and he piloted his way circumspectly up to the

sure, where half a dozen young ladies were posted to dispens

ten feet from the platform paused for a moment to take in the exceptiona

of the occasion. The great man of the village was in his el

ribute to the immortal Stars and Stripes waving just over his head, wh

an instant Bart knew that the military man had been informed of

d by an extraneous contemplation, lost his vo

his eyes from the innocent and emb

to measly insignificance, he stammered, stumbled, and sa

ade significant remarks, but the chairman on the platform covered the colonel

e did just now is the limit. I hope Mr. Leslie doesn't hear of my unfortunate escapade, and I hope the colonel doesn't und

a pompous, self-important individual, intensely selfish and domin

to the opening of this tale the magnate's wife had asked as a favor tha

when the work was done took it home, and the next day sent a note complaining that the handkerchiefs were spoi

icate, beautiful gift, but, being a true lady, Bart's mother said nothing about the matter to those who

is way back to the express office and purchased a padlock, two keys fitting it, and som

tainty of continued work in the express service, all combined to depress his mind with anxiety and suspense, and he trie

ntly checked, and a quick glance at the impromptu desk told B

led the words: "Express safe was lo

rds of the office, which Bart had supposed were destroyed

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